Becoming an Immortal from the Northern Song Dynasty

Chapter 137
The homing pigeon, which should have arrived earlier, has never heard of it.

There are only two possibilities for such a situation. One is that the defenders in the east and west directions were completely wiped out, and they didn't even have time to send out the carrier pigeons. The other is that they received other, higher-level orders.

Both situations are undoubtedly not good news, but Zhou Cunjian is most worried about the latter.

If the defenders are wiped out, then they can retreat if they can't do it.And if it is the second case, it means that there is no way for me and others to escape!
Zhou Cunjian only felt upset, and he handed the letter written on the table to the yamen servant: "Immediately pass this letter to the prefect with a pigeon!"

The yamen servant received the letter and was ordered to leave.

With the candles brightly lit, Zhou Cunjian sat in front of the table and was stunned for a while.

Finally, he spread out a piece of letter paper again, raised the brush and continued writing.

Too many letters had to be delivered in a timely manner, and things were already going wrong.

"Bah ah!"

The knock sounded again.

A familiar voice came from outside the door: "My lord, please see me."

Zhou Cunjian was slightly puzzled when he heard this voice: "Zhang Yuqing? It's already this time, why is he here?"

After another hour, it will be the time of Dianmao.If something really happens, we can wait until midnight to talk about it.

"Catcher Zhang, come in."

Zhou Cun said without raising his sword head.

The door opened with a "squeak!", and then closed again.

Footsteps also came to the table, and then stopped.

"Zhang Butou," Zhou Cunjian put down his pen and raised his head, "At this time——"

Zhou Cunjian's voice suddenly stopped, and his heart was beating wildly.

There is no one in front of the table!
Cold sweat soaked his clothes.

He clearly heard Zhang Yuqing begging to see him, and he clearly heard Zhang Yuqing walk in.

However, at this time, he was the only one in the entire study.

"Tick!"

The sweat from his brow dripped onto the letter paper, causing the ink on it to spread.

"Zhang Yuqing?"

He opened his mouth, but his voice was hoarse, and no one answered him.

Zhou Cunjian only felt his hands tremble slightly, he twisted his neck stiffly, and shifted his gaze to the saber hanging on the wall.

Then, his whole body suddenly rushed towards the saber.

At the same time, all the candles in the study were extinguished.

The surroundings suddenly fell into boundless darkness.

The crooked moon hangs in the sky, and the moonlight shines on the weedy hills.

A half-person tall stone tablet appeared in sight, one side of it was obscured by the moonlight, and the other side was shrouded in dark and deep darkness.

Zhang Yuqing came to the side of the stele, passed the stele, and not far behind was the legendary fierce place.

On the top of the stele, there are four eye-catching characters: "Strange people don't come near!"

On the bottom, there is engraved with someone who disappeared or died here in a certain year and month.

Zhang Yuqing bypassed the stele and ran quickly down the hill.

Below the hill is a flat grassland.

The grass was thick and soft, and there was a rotten smell in it.

Zhang Yuqing continued walking, his eyes looking around in the open grass.

Finally, at the end of the grassland, Zhang Yuqing saw a person among the low bushes.

It was a slim figure, which seemed to be a woman.

"Girl!" Zhang Yuqing greeted and walked forward.

As she approached, she saw that the woman was wearing a long linen skirt, with a delicately carved wooden hairpin inserted in her hair, and she was holding a pipa painted with Di flowers in her arms.

The woman lowered her head quietly.

Zhang Yuqing frowned, he walked around the woman, intending to move on.

The woman suddenly said: "Don't go any further! If you go any further, you will lose your life! Go back!"

Zhang Yuqing turned around and asked, "Have you ever seen a middle-aged man?"

The woman shook her head: "My younger sister brought a child over, and I scared him away."

Zhang Yuqing knew something was wrong, and continued to move forward tentatively.

The woman's body suddenly trembled, and her expression seemed to become very frightened, which made her look a little scary.

She said sadly: "Why don't you listen to me and you will be eaten"

Zhang Yuqing continued to go deeper without looking back.

He crossed the bushes and moved further away, where there seemed to be a flicker of fire.

The woman became more and more sad. She sat on the stone, nodded her head and lowered her eyebrows, her fingers were long and crystal clear, while stroking the Dihua pipa, she sang softly.

The pale eyes are full of sorrow, the tortoiseshell fake armor presses the strings, the five notes of the pear pipa are all lost, and the wilderness suddenly becomes clear.

Zhang Yuqing has gone further and further away.

The light of the fire also began to become clear, and a small village appeared in front of his eyes.

It seems that a celebration is being held in the village, the lights are bright, and the voices are full of people.

Zhang Yuqing walked into the village and saw the villagers gathered on the rice field.

A bonfire was lit in the paddy field, an earthen altar was set up, flags were planted around it, and some utensils were placed on the altar.

Soon some villagers noticed Zhang Yuqing, and a girl greeted him with a smile: "It's really rare for a distinguished guest to come here at night. It coincides with the moon festival held in the village. Since the distinguished guest is here, it's a pleasure."

The girl was only twenty-eight years old, but she was extremely beautiful.

The surrounding villagers also gathered around, holding a pot of rice and milk in their hands, and warmly invited them.

Zhang Yuqing said to the girl: "I'm here to find someone, a middle-aged man, have you seen it?"

The girl took Zhang Yuqing's hand and walked towards the earthen altar in the middle of the rice field: "The sacrifice is about to begin, and the honored guests are welcome!"

The surrounding villagers suddenly cheered loudly.

Amidst the shouts of the crowd, two middle-aged men were brought to the earth altar by villagers wearing pure white masks.

The two middle-aged men were bound by the hemp rope and knelt on the ground, their faces were full of horror, and they kept struggling desperately, but it was of no avail.

The villagers wearing pure white masks began to dance around the two middle-aged men. Every time they waved the hook sacrificial vessel in their hands, the villagers under the altar always got thunderous applause.

Zhang Yuqing said to the girl beside him, "I met someone over there just now."

"That's my sister."

While speaking, the girl wrapped her hands around Zhang Yuqing's neck, and her soft body was also tightly pressed against Zhang Yuqing's body.

Her big eyes looked at Zhang Yuqing longingly: "Little brother, I like you!"

Zhang Yuqing hugged the girl's slender waist: "I like you very much, too."

The girl smiled brightly, licked her cherry lips with her tender tongue, and said ambiguously:

"I really want to eat you right now."

At this time, another change occurred on the earth altar.

I saw that the villagers wearing pure white masks had stopped dancing. They grabbed a middle-aged man and tied him to a wooden frame. Then, wielding a sharp hooked sacrificial vessel, they cut open the middle-aged man's clothes, exposing his chest .

The middle-aged man became more and more frightened and kept yelling crazily.

Zhang Yuqing pushed away the girl in his arms, and asked loudly to the two middle-aged men on the earthen altar, "Which of you is Xiaolong's father?"

The man tied to the wooden frame was still screaming crazily.

But the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground glared at Zhang Yuqing, struggled and said angrily: "You are not allowed to hurt my child! If you have the guts, come at me!"

"Looks like it's him."

Then, he pulled the girl next to him into his arms, and sniffed the fragrance from the girl's neck for a while, which made the girl giggle.

At this moment, a villager wearing a white mask pierced the chest of the man on the wooden frame with a hook, and then cut it open continuously.

Blood flowed horizontally, and the surrounding villagers screamed even more frantically.

There were vertical and horizontal ravines on the ground, and the blood pooled and slowly poured along the small ravines into a deep hole as thick as an arm on the earthen altar.

Kneel down with them, shout to the bright moon hanging high in the sky, and then keep kneeling.

The man on the wooden frame was bleeding slowly to death in this strange atmosphere.

The villagers wearing white masks picked up the kneeling middle-aged man and tied him to the wooden frame.

Seeing that the person he wanted to save would soon follow in the footsteps of the previous man, Zhang Yuqing pushed away the girl who was sticking to him, and walked towards the earthen altar with strides.

The girl stretched out her hand to stop Zhang Yuqing, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, honored guest, you will arrive next."

Zhang Yuqing stretched out his hand and pushed the girl away: "I want to jump in line!"

Along the steps of the earthen altar, Zhang Yuqing walked up.

Surrounded by several villagers wearing white masks, he threw away the middle-aged man and surrounded Zhang Yuqing.

The villagers kneeling to worship the moon under the altar raised their heads one after another, looking at Zhang Yuqing with cruelty in their eyes:

"Young and strong body, full of boiling blood! Kill him!"

"Open his chest and offer it to our Lord!"

The iron hooks fell towards Zhang Yuqing one after another, stabbing his chest and back cruelly.

There was a sound of metal colliding, and there were faint sparks rising.

Zhang Yuqing's body was unscathed except for a few white marks.But the hook tips of those iron hooks have been broken.

The cheers of the villagers under the altar stopped instantly. They stood up from the ground and looked at Zhang Yuqing with ferocious eyes.

The girl also took a step forward, staring at Zhang Yuqing and said:
"Your guest is a martial artist. I'm really disrespectful. However, the blood in the body of the martial artist is more vigorous, and the muscles are tighter and stronger. It is perfect to be used as a sacrifice. Don't worry, we won't waste even a single hair of yours!"

As the words fell, the appearance of all the villagers began to change.

Their skin rotted rapidly, but their teeth and nails continued to grow, and their eyes were bloodshot.

Many villagers were like beasts, landing on the ground with both hands and feet, and quickly jumped towards the earth altar.

More villagers wearing masks also rushed towards Zhang Yuqing.

In all directions, there is a rotten smell blowing towards the face.

In just a short moment, Zhang Yuqing's body was covered by many villagers. From a distance, it looked like a pile of people wriggling.

The villagers kept scratching and gnawing at Zhang Yuqing in the middle, and their teeth and nails made sharp scratching sounds on Zhang Yuqing's body.

Zhang Yuqing was like a rock in a huge wave, standing still.

Those attacks couldn't hurt him at all.

Zhang Yuqing was shaken all over, and the huge force spread, and the surrounding villagers were blown away like straws.

Then, two balls of flames burst out from Zhang Yuqing's hands, the raging flames were particularly dazzling.

He separated his hands and grabbed the necks of the two villagers, and the flames continued to spread along the villagers' bodies.

The villagers screamed sharply and struggled desperately, but they couldn't get rid of the iron-like hands.

Within a few breaths, the two villagers turned into a pile of black ashes.

More villagers rushed forward one after another. Zhang Yuqing grabbed one and burned it to ashes, and grabbed another one and burned it to ashes again.

A steady stream of villagers turned into fly ash, and the fierce siege finally stopped. The remaining villagers looked at Zhang Yuqing in surprise, but dared not move forward.

The girl gritted her teeth: "Who are you?"

"Arrest the head of Lucheng, who fights against violence and saves lives!"

"Catch the head." The girl couldn't adapt to this identity, "Do you think you can escape? The master has been awakened by blood, you just wait to die!"

Zhang Yuqing was surprised: "You still have a master? Could it be that you are also an evil creature?"

At this time, a rustling sound suddenly sounded, as if something was crawling out of the deep hole inside the earthen altar.

The villagers, including the girl, all showed strange smiles. They stood quietly and looked at Zhang Yuqing, as if they were looking at a carp about to be slaughtered.

"puff!"

A cloud of black mist suddenly spewed out from the arm-thick black hole, spreading over the earthen altar.

As soon as Zhang Yuqing's skin came into contact with the black mist, there was a slight sound.

Zhang Yuqing's skin cracked quickly, and then fell off one after another, revealing the red flesh inside.

"This poisonous gas can actually hurt me?"

Looking at the exfoliated skin, Zhang Yuqing said in amazement: "However, that's all."

I saw that after his skin fell off, it quickly grew back, and it was completely new.

Now Zhang Yuqing's self-healing ability is already ridiculously strong, and poisonous gas is a piece of cake.

Seeing that the poisonous gas was about to spread to the middle-aged man who was paralyzed on the ground in fright, Zhang Yuqing walked quickly to the middle-aged man, then opened his mouth wide and blew towards the poisonous gas that was coming.

"call--!"

A violent gust of wind was generated on the earth altar, and the poisonous gas was also blown in another direction, causing the trees there to die and scorched.

"What is it?"

Zhang Yuqing squatted down and looked towards the deep hole where blood gathered in the center of the earthen altar.

I saw something finally emerged from the deep hole.

The first thing that was exposed were two dark red tentacles, the two tentacles were as thick as chopsticks, and they probed around the hole.

Seeing the two tentacles, the villagers stood still, but the weird smiles on their faces grew wider, and their gazes at Zhang Yuqing became more complacent and cruel.

The girl snorted twice, crossed her arms and put them on her chest. Looking at Zhang Yuqing was like looking at a dead person.

Zhang Yuqing looked at the deep hole curiously, not knowing what was inside.

The things under the ground finally crawled out slowly.

It turned out to be a big centipede with thick arms.

The whole body of the giant centipede was shiny black, but its countless moving limbs and feet were bright red. It had a pair of highly poisonous fangs in its lower jaw, and it exuded a fishy and pungent smell.

What is creepy is that on the head of the giant centipede, there is actually a pocket human face.

The face couldn't tell the gender, but it was full of features, and a pair of evil eyes were staring at Zhang Yuqing at this moment.

(End of this chapter)